Sarah O'Connor

Writer – Playwright – Cannot Save You From The Robot Apocalypse

“Maybe this is love, the things we endure for the other, the willingness to face death, to stare it down, and not be afraid,” (Ernshaw 216). Travis Wren has a gift for finding missing people, all he has to do is touch an object belonging to the missing person and he can get an image …

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“Give me what I want, and I’ll go away,” (King 75). The Storm of the Century is coming to Little Tall Island, and while the town folk have dealt with their share of bad storms this one comes with promises of hurricane-like winds and five feet of snow, and something worse. Just as the storm begins …

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I received this book from River Street Writing in exchange for an honest review.  “We may be nomadic and seem a little lost to people, but we’ve stripped away all the nonsense here. What’s the rush to get back to a conventional life? What’s the rush to go back and become good little corporate citizens, and lose …

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“Ghost stories might not all use the same words, but they all sound like the same words because it’s the ghost we think about, not the words,” (Malerman 65). Eight-year-old Bela loves Mommy, Daddo, and Grandma Ruth, and she used to like Other Mommy until she changed. Other Mommy used to make her smile, but now …

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“Pain is a God the body worships,” (Ajram 69). Vicken has planned his suicide; he will drown himself in the Saint Lawrence River after suffering from clinical depression for years. But when he gets off the subway he finds himself in a strange, endless labyrinthine station that he can’t escape. And he’s beginning to suspect he …

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I received this book from River Street Writing in exchange for an honest review.  “Despair was like that, eating away at you from the inside, so that you hardly recognized it when you went dark. There was no point arguing with it at times like that. It would always win,” (Fahner 176). Lizzie Donoghue wants more out of …

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“All scary stories have two sides…Like the bright and dark of the moon. If you’re brave enough to listen and wise enough to stay to the end, the stories can shine a light on the good in the world. They can guide your muzzles. They can help you survive,” (Heidicker 5). On a dark autumn night, …

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“The town cares for devil’s work no more than it cares for God’s or man’s. It knew darkness. And darkness was enough,” (King 327). After some time on the run a terrified man and boy resolve that they must return to the small town of ‘Salem’s Lot they escaped from and face the evil that has …

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Today would have been my mom’s sixty-sixth birthday. I don’t usually make a post for her birthday, only on the anniversary of her death. I’m sure it’s to the annoyance of those who follow me online and maybe even to some of my friends. I’m sure some people see it as morbid, that others are …

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“Little Natalie, never rest until you have uncovered your essential self. Remember that. Somewhere, deep inside you, hidden by all sorts of fears and worries and petty little thoughts is a clean pure being made of radiant colours,” (Jackson 42). Seventeen-year-old Natalie Waite is eager to start at Bennington College. There she’ll be away from her …

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